If, when I was a little girl, somebody told me that I would miss eating green plums one day, I would look at this person disbelievingly. But it is the case. And each spring, I crave green plums! Knowing this, my mother used to freeze them for me so that I can eat them when I visit in the summer.
This spring, a few months back, I found them in our middle eastern grocery shop. The shopkeeper, seeing the delight in my eyes, asked me whether I was Turkish! I am, for sure, not the first Turkish person clutching a pack of plums with such a happy smile in his shop. :)
There is something about these plums, crunching them dipped in salt, says spring to me. They are quite short-lived, and you have to catch them or the season is over before you know it. Very much like spring weather.
Next, I need to find these - the unripened almonds!
